The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: With LifeGall & Inglis, 1857 - Всего страниц: 576 |
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... blood of Mathon shall reek on mine ; but shall I slay him sleep- ing , son of Mora ? No ! he shall feel his wound : my fame shall not soar on the blood of slumber . Rise , Mathon , rise ! The son of Conna calls ; thy life is his ; rise ...
... blood of Mathon shall reek on mine ; but shall I slay him sleep- ing , son of Mora ? No ! he shall feel his wound : my fame shall not soar on the blood of slumber . Rise , Mathon , rise ! The son of Conna calls ; thy life is his ; rise ...
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... blood of all thy race : There from thy daughter , sister , wife , At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse : Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for ...
... blood of all thy race : There from thy daughter , sister , wife , At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse : Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for ...
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... blood upon the brim ! Will it then never - never sink in the earth ? C. Hun . What dost thou mean ? thy senses wander from thee . Man . I say ' tis blood - my blood ! the pure warm stream Which ran in the veins of my fathers , and in ...
... blood upon the brim ! Will it then never - never sink in the earth ? C. Hun . What dost thou mean ? thy senses wander from thee . Man . I say ' tis blood - my blood ! the pure warm stream Which ran in the veins of my fathers , and in ...
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